January 2010
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The Birthday Party - Waiving My Arms
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when it happened i felt this bitter feeling bubble in
my stomach, and felt it
crawling up my spine, and swallowing my lungs.
i felt nothing, other than
i was underwater, drowning,
i couldn’t breath, and when i went to walk,
to clear my head,i couldn’t cry.
i physically couldn’t cry.
what am i worth?
why am i here?
why am i still alive?
“We loved with a love that was more than love.”
– Edgar allan poe
Voodoo Girl
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spiderlashes:
Her skin is white cloth, and she’s all sewn apart and she has many colored pins sticking out of her heart.
She has many different zombies who are deeply in her trance. She even has a zombie who was originally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her, a curse she cannot win. For if someone gets too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.
- Tim...
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ask anything, i dare you. →
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Dear _______,
i want you to know that even when you feel as if the world has walked out on you, or turned its back to you, i will always be here with open arms. and even though it tears my heart apart to see you like this, i know it happens to all of us. and in a time of despair everyone needs someone to lean on, to understand their pain.
i am here, and i always will be
love.
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“He said laugh awhile, I can make your heart...
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